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Bat-Wing’d Dusk
The heavy summer dusk is a buffet
Of insects for a delicate bat’s good taste:
A careless moth, mosquitoes bordelaise,
Moths, crickets, flies, gnats - nothing goes to waste!
But
even a hungry bat flies low and slow,
Weary-winging
his eventide flight,Tired, lazing through his practiced touch-and-go,
This humid, heat-sodden, late-summer, night.
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